I feel repressed here, suppressed
Like I'm being pushed down and forced to forget
Every hopeful thing that I represent
And everybody's been trying to convince me
That it's okay, just deal with the BS
But I'm sick of each day blurring into the next

Until everything is automatic again

I feel like a child in need of constant attention
In order to get up and be able to function
Like there's a key in the back of my mind
And if it's not turned right, it'll start to unwind
Well, California clouds my judgment, I can't seem to behave
The air is not right here and now my head is beginning to ache

Until everything is automatic again
And the inspiration I felt before has all but come and gone

I don't understand why you would come so far only to stop
Does it really make you happy, being a robot working for more robots?

Got a boss who's telling me I'm two minutes late
Gotta make up for it, I could start by dedicating
My life to my job to get a higher GS score
Some customer comments to raise the stats of the store
They don't mean nothing but at least it looks good on my review

In the wars of the past, we'd have rationed our food
Well, keep on consuming because now we don't have to
Thank God for yellow ribbons, those meaningless tokens that make us feel worthy
And thank God for George for keeping matters abroad
For rising gas costs being the only sacrifice I have to see

We have it easy

I feel repressed here, suppressed
Like I'm being pushed down and forced to forget


Lyrics submitted by bananahero

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